S: Old beer, old beer, old beer. No idea how old, since there is no damn date on the label. Review as is, I suppose. Dark fruit, big malts. Sweet breadiness in the nose. Everything seems old and oxidized.

T: Same in the mouth. The hop ghosts are there, sharing past glories of citric domination and piney glory, but alas, they are a shadow of their former selves. These days, it's predominately sugar and malt. Graham cracker, a bit of brown sugar, and just enough tingling evergreen to piss you off.

M: This doesn't change too much.

O: It's an expired IPA. I drain poured. The only reason I'm reviewing it and giving it the shit score is because there isn't a label on the bottle. Date your beers.